I am a boy

   I am a little boy

   I love to go out and play

   Every one says I give them trouble

   When my ball hits their window pane

   No one understands

  That a child needs to play

   Miss Twinkle who is our neighbor

   Told me with love and care

   That I should play in the field

   And stop breaking glass panes any more

    Now every one smiles at me and give me cookies to eat